¡Ask A Mexican! for Dec 02, 2010

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One man's take on his culture's stereotypes

Thursday, December 2, 2010

This güero downloaded the Arizona S.B. 1070 bill, did a search on the document for “Mexicans,” and did not come up with a single hit. What’s up with that? So, since you are such an acknowledged expert at pointing out Mexican-hating here in the American Southwest (your words, not mine), I thought that I would let you school me and show me where in the racial-profiling-loving S.B. 1070 (again, your words, not mine) was the word “Mexicans” located. - Presumably a Member of A Bola de Pendejos 

Dear Gabacho: Same place in the U.S. Constitution that allowed gabachos to discriminate against negritos after the ratification of the 14th Amendment. 

What’s the deal with Mexicans and piñatas? I’m convinced that the reason that Mexicans are always so poor stems from your childhood experience with those stupid things. At every piñata party that I have been to, I have seen lots of children’s skulls bashed after the blindfolded kid with the baseball bat keeps on swinging as a frenzy of little ones sprawl and wrestle for the dropped candy. Ban the Piñata! 

Dear Gabacho: Why the anger? Did someone not nab that last Carlos V bar from the Dora the Explorer piñata last weekend?  

I can lay down the ley on the sociological significance of the piñata, discuss the amazing syncretism between Aztec and Catholic jar-smashing ceremonies that combined to form the modern-day piñata experience, examine the transformation of the game from a simple pot festooned with ribbons and flowers into another step in the eternally hilarious polka between the spread of globalism (American cartoon characters now make up the vast mayoría of piñatas) and Mexican piratería (few media conglomerates license piñatas in the likeness of one of their characters, and even those that do like Disney find it nearly impossible to stop Mexis from ripping off their designs) – but why bother with the academic mumbo jumbo when the answer is so apparent?  

Think of the lesson taught with the piñata, Ban: one Mexican after another smacks the object, all in an effort to crack it so that it spills forth goodies stuffed inside. Is this not the greatest metaphor for the United States ever?